“If My Daughter’s A General, Then I’m A Ballerina,” He Said—Until The Doors Opened

it’ll take sixty seconds to set the diversion.”

Sixty seconds. In tactical time, that was an eternity.

“Do it. I’ll buy you time.”

I turned to the lead agent. “Get the Ambassador to the loading dock. Armored transport should be there in three minutes. Do not wait for me.”

“General—”

“That’s an order.”

He hesitated, then nodded. They moved as a unit, silent continue reading …